Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

Could it be that this student, Yexing, is a severe case of chuunibyou?

And what's with the stuff after that?

Shura field, factional strife, stock speculation... Suka Natsumi had heard of these terms related to the otaku world.

The key is that...

God of Harem?

Suka Natsumi simply couldn't understand the term.

However, as a media writer, her instincts allowed her to capture useful clues even in her temporarily overwhelmed state.

"Student Yexing..."

Suka Natsumi raised her head, her gaze gradually shifting from initial bewilderment to unbelievable shock.

"You... are the top scorer in the Sakura Province Joint Entrance Examination!? Really!?!"

"Ah."

Yexing waved his hand dismissively, looking completely bored.

"I even put that title so far back in my profile. It's not worth mentioning."

"How can you say it's not worth mentioning!?"

Suka Natsumi, of course, understood the weight contained in those simple words, "Top Scorer in the Joint Entrance Examination."

It meant that the student Yexing in front of her had surpassed all the other students in his cohort in academic performance, trampling tens or even millions of peers underfoot to achieve this title!

Upon learning that Yexing was the top scorer in the Sakura Province Joint Entrance Examination, Suka Natsumi, like Futaba Rio when she first found out, had the same question.

"With your score as the top scorer in the Sakura Province Joint Entrance Examination... why didn't you enroll in the Private Shuuchiin Academy? It should be much better than Soubu High, right?"

Hearing this question, Yexing simply smiled nonchalantly, giving Suka Natsumi an unexpected answer.

"Because I didn't want to go."

Suka Natsumi was slightly taken aback by his words, but then a strange excitement gleamed in her eyes.

Initially, she invited student Yexing for an exclusive interview simply because he had an outstanding appearance and a figure similar to that of "Kamen."

In addition to the interview content about the Sunny Doll Killer, and the "Kamen" cosplay photos she took at the Tokyo cosplay event, which were almost 100% accurate.

This was simply giving the citizens of Kyoto a perfect "Kamen" substitute.

But now, Suka Natsumi's thoughts had changed.

She scrutinized Yexing unreservedly, not concealing her interested and curious gaze at all.

This student Yexing himself seemed to possess a high degree of topicality.

Just the fact that a genius who was the top scorer in the Sakura Province Joint Entrance Examination chose to enroll in Soubu High was enough for an exclusive interview.

"Student Yexing, I've changed my mind."

Suka Natsumi said with a serious face.

"I hope to conduct an in-depth interview and report about you as a person."

Yexing smiled.

"How in-depth?"

As a mature woman in her early twenties, Suka Natsumi's defenses were obviously much higher than those of Sakura Mai and other high school girls, and even higher than those of the shameful adult woman, Hiratsuka Shizuka.

Although her face flushed slightly, she refused to show weakness.

"Student Yexing, do you like women who are more mature than you? I don't mind dating younger men."

Yexing, contrary to his usual self, no longer had that frivolous and lazy look on his face, but stared directly into Suka Natsumi's eyes and slowly said.

"I'm accepting the interview to help you, so you should also provide something that interests me. Just a reminder, I'm not referring to you as a person."

Hearing this, the smile in Suka Natsumi's eyes gradually disappeared, but she still maintained a proper smile, placing her hands crossed on her knees and leaning her body slightly forward.

"Then what do you want to get from me...? Just a reminder, I don't have money, and you don't seem to lack money."

"I need information."

"Information?"

"That's right, information."

Yexing took the glass of cold drink on the table, not caring that Suka Natsumi's lips had just touched the straw, picked it up and took a sip before stating his conditions.

"As a media writer, collecting noteworthy gossip within Kyoto City is your job, and in my opinion, you're doing a good job."

"I don't mind accepting the interview and letting you use me as a tool to attract attention and increase the topicality of the report."

"But in exchange, you must send me an email to notify me of any gossip you collect in the future, whether it's true or false."

"Can you do that?"

Hearing Yexing's words, Suka Natsumi couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

A high school student was able to negotiate such transaction conditions with her in such a skillful tone...

This student Yexing was truly not simple.

However...

Suka Natsumi thought carefully for a moment and felt that this transaction would not result in any losses for her.

As a media writer, she was already traveling around Kyoto City every day, collecting news discussed by the citizens and writing reports as her job.

The condition proposed by Yexing was just a matter of sending him an email after sorting out the information collected that day.

Moreover, she was indeed very interested in the boy in front of her.

In summary, this was a win-win situation.

"No problem."

Suka Natsumi nodded, extended her right hand, and smiled.

"So, is this considered a deal?"

Yexing shook her hand and replied with a smile.

"Then please take care of me in the future, Miss Suka Natsumi."

Feeling the warmth in the palm of his hand and seeing his very calm and unwavering eyes, she suddenly felt a sense of competitiveness.

Why did it seem like she had been manipulated by him from the very beginning of the conversation?

She was clearly the more mature one.

Thinking of this, Suka Natsumi had the thought of teasing Yexing, and without letting go of his hand, she gently scratched the palm of his hand with her fingernails and said with a smile.

"So, does that mean there's no chance of a date?"

"You want to date me?"

Yexing smiled.

"Then you'll have to make a reservation first."

Suka Natsumi opened her lips, wanting to refute, but she remembered the members of the Super Service Club around him.

All of them were girls.

Moreover, they were all very cute.

Suka Natsumi couldn't refute.

In the end, she was still teased.

...

Two hours later, in a residential apartment.

"Ugh... I feel so uncomfortable..."

Kitagawa Marin curled up on the sofa, like a wounded kitten, absentmindedly watching TV, her face flushed with a sickly blush.

"I was originally... really looking forward to it."

Kitagawa Marin wasn't wearing her colored contact lenses at home, and an undisguised look of disappointment could be seen in her bright black eyes.

Ever since she received the phone call yesterday, she had been looking forward to going to Suka Editor's studio today for an interview.

Kitagawa Marin told herself that this was all to help her good friend Kawasaki Saki defend her position, otherwise, if only Yexing and that female reporter were alone in the same room, who knew what might happen.

In reality, she could deceive others, but she couldn't deceive herself.

She just wanted to find a suitable reason to see Yexing.

After all, the two of them hadn't met since returning to Kyoto.

Kitagawa Marin couldn't find a suitable reason to meet him.

She couldn't possibly say that she wanted to participate in another cosplay event, right?

If she really said that...

Would Yexing think that she wanted to be marked again?

To be honest, she did want to, but she couldn't admit it openly, right?

Kitagawa Marin made up her mind.

She couldn't do anything to let Saki down again.

...

Five minutes later.

Kitagawa Marin's determination collapsed.

She stole a glance at Yexing sitting next to her and carefully opened her mouth.

"Um... Student Yexing, why... why did you come to find me today...? And even came to my house..."

"Oh, didn't you catch a cold? And you live alone. I called you but couldn't get through. I was afraid you'd die in the house."

Hearing this, Kitagawa Marin's breathing stagnated in anger, and she couldn't help but sit up straight, wanting to punch Yexing's shoulder.

"You're the one who's going to die..."

Halfway through her sentence, Kitagawa Marin felt a wave of weakness wash over her body. She originally wanted to hit Yexing, but her body tilted and she fell directly onto his lap.

"I'm sorry... I..."

Kitagawa Marin panicked. Already sick, she felt a dizziness in her head under the agitation of her emotions, and struggled to get up.

"Just lie down obediently, or you really might die later."

Yexing gently pressed down on Kitagawa Marin's hair. Hearing his words and feeling the weakness and exhaustion in her body, she could only obey.

"Here."

Yexing opened the cold medicine he bought on the way, mixed it with hot water, took some with a small spoon, and put it to Kitagawa Marin's lips.

"Drink up."

Kitagawa Marin hesitated for a moment, wanting to take the cup herself, but after trying, she found that she didn't even have the strength to lift her hand. She could only obediently do as she was told and drank the cold medicine in the spoon.

The bitterness of the medicine made her frown slightly and mutter softly.

"It's so bitter..."

Listening to Kitagawa Marin's soft complaint, Yexing was speechless.

"You don't want me to coax you to drink it, do you? Or should I just feed you mouth-to-mouth?"

Kitagawa Marin's pretty face, which was already flushed with a sickly blush, turned even redder after hearing the words "feed you mouth-to-mouth", and she quickly shook her head.

"Th-That won't be necessary."

While saying that...

But the scene had already appeared in Kitagawa Marin's mind.

It seemed... quite tempting...

No, Marin!